Love is encircled with doubts communicate contempt
What heartless cruel rivals should always to attempt
With their ***** hearts and their eyes are but unkempt
This is what they aspire with certainty not to exempt

Pure passion of love they want to exploit with tricks
My sweetheart my love is a set of all the real classics
We understand the essence and fragrance of aesthetics
Love is a romance which is in hearts of the romantics

Love is evergreen no one can wither its petals by chance
Beauty is what is the eternal gift of  relation of romance
Lover and beloved has to pay the heavy price of a glance
My love see all around nature and universe are  in dance

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow

Lately I've been struggling to look Up
My faith is fracturing, not reflecting
I know God is just sharpening me up
To be the warrior that He's called me to be
In order to do that He's inflicting the pain
But I'm trying to handle it in a fleshly way

I'm trying to say I'm sorry for getting so consumed
By all this hurt that I don't know how to let go of
I'd rather hang onto it and then blame You
Take it out of Your hands and lose my way
Lord I don't know what to do anymore
I'm angry at You for all the things I do
I'm so sorry, I never meant to become this way
I hate the fact You died so I couldn't condemn myself

God, please don't ever take away the anger I have
I just pray You show me how to redirect it away from You and myself
I pray you don't take my pain away, but allow me to endure it
Give me the strength to crucify myself and the demons in my head
Please let me trust in You again, because I know there's no other than You.

Stable was an understatement. It was as though my hands were attempting to caress my thoughts, and they were seeping through the cracks between my fingers. With each scrutinizing introception my mind seemed to be melting further into despair. To say I was mentally capable to succeed was preposterous, and that was all because of your absence. You left and I was forced into a state of isolation.
I know staying had the potential to drive you mad, and I know you dreamt of a life filled with more than just some frighteningly average girl. I know adolescence never looked good on us. You wanted more then to be trapped in these four walls, with small unwashed windows. I know you craved abnormality. You wanted to be out in the world; not chained to this town. I know you wanted anything and everything. I’m sorry I couldn’t give that to you.
I know we got busy and too caught up in our lives to remember to care, but if you’ll look at the stars tonight I will lay down  and gaze up as well.  You took all I had and lost grip somewhere in between. Part of me wished you could still hold me in your arms, I always like the view looking up into your eyes.

Sometimes a neighbors smile is really a wall ,
meant to draw you away from
life's frequent pitfalls ...
A friend in need has planted a seed
Let the flower grow , water it well
Chart a course for happiness and let love sail

If only there were words
           to the unspoken verses
           when silence is the only sound

           More than only
           near paralyzing torn,
           weary of searching endlessly
           for what cannot be found
           silence whispering poignantly
           drowning out the midnight rain,
          
           There is no more sorrow
           in search of the lost
           unstrummed guitar chords
           Unwritten psalms
           forever left unsung;
           without amity,
           woe betides an unfinished,
           abandoned heart's song

           Only a heart lonely knows,
           there is no absolving darkness
           whispering of screaming silence
           by night and by day:
           "all things must steal away"  
           not to be thought of wanderings end
           as a  velvety-crimson rosebud
           shamelessly withers brown

           Swirling eddies stir
           a black swan of loneliness
           swimming within the flood
           of raven river waters'
           silently eclipsing
           its pitch black flow

           Muted pleas silent as pity
           blowin' in the fleeting windsong,
           speaking in beckoning salutations
           singing in sweetly beseeching tongues

           Like the hush of a pensive soul,
           once touched by another, moved
           like a bedrock marrowed mountain
           left stifled, stranded and wondering,
           feeling an awkward silence
           when the leaves come falling down

           There are no misbegotten promises
           cast lightly in the moonlight’s restless spell;
           there is no solacing stillness
when silence is the only sound...